Revelation 14:8-20 A second angel followed, saying, "She is fallen! Mighty Babylon is fallen, who made all the heathen drink the wine of the passion of her immorality!"

Goodspeed⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁸ A second angel followed, saying, "She is fallen! Mighty Babylon is fallen, who made all the heathen drink the wine of the passion of her immorality!" ⁹ A third angel followed them, saying in a loud voice, "Whoever worships the animal and its statue and lets its mark be put on his forehead or on his hand ¹⁰ shall drink the wine of God's wrath, poured unmixed into the cup of his anger, and be tortured with fire and brimstone before the eyes of the holy angels and the Lamb. ¹¹ The smoke of their torture will go up forever and ever, and they will have no rest night or day—these worshipers of the animal and its statue, and any who bear the mark of its name." ¹² On this fact rests the endurance of God's people, who obey God's commands and cling to their faith in Jesus. ¹³ Then I heard a voice from heaven say, "Write: Blessed are the dead who from this time forth die as Christians!" "Yes!" answers the Spirit, "Let them rest from their toil, for what they have done will go with them!" ¹⁴ Then I saw a white cloud, and seated on it a being like a man, with a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand. ¹⁵ And another angel came out of the temple and cried in a loud voice to him who was seated on the cloud, "Use your sickle and reap. The time has come to reap, for the earth's harvest is ripe." ¹⁶ So he who was seated on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was reaped. ¹⁷ Another angel came out of the temple in heaven, and he too had a sharp sickle. ¹⁸ And another angel came forth from the altar, who presided over the fire, and he called in a loud voice to the one who had the sharp sickle, "Use your sharp sickle and gather the bunches of grapes from the earth's vine, for the grapes on it are ripe." ¹⁹ So the angel swung his sickle on the earth and gathered the fruit of the earth's vine, and flung them into the great winepress of God's wrath. ²⁰ The grapes were trodden in the winepress outside the city, and blood poured out of the winepress in a stream so deep that for 200 miles it came up to the horses' bridles.